Excuse me. I am Lt. Tanya rice, MPD.
Um, you'll have to join the line.
You know what?
I truly wish I could join the line,
But there is...
A murder I need to attend to with much haste.
Account number?
Yep, there's my little card.
Somebody's hacked into my account...
Or there's been a terrible mistake.
I went online this morning
And almost lost my mind when I saw...
$20,000 withdrawn two days ago.
I see it.
Yes. Yes.
So, how long before you all replace the funds?
Theft is covered, I do know that.
Huh.
"huh" what?
O-Kay.
No, you know what? I get to look.
That's my account. No, ma'am.
Um...I'm not sure this is classified as a theft.
Actually, this is a transfer.
Yeah, since it's a co-signer on the account... Carl rice.
Looks like he transferred it into his personal account.
I mean, you do know him, right?
Oh, no, no, no, no. Uh, we're divorced.
He's not on that account.
He took my money?
Oh, Carl rice? You have proof of that?
Because he is not on the account.
I do. And he still is.
But I could call Mr. Rice and just let him know...
Do not call him!
Not on good terms?
[ receiver clicks ]
Listen to me.
My ex-husband will not put that money back.
He will spend that money like he's suckin' up oxygen
Unless you revoke the funds,
Put them back into my account, where they belong.
And you can do that... Marissa.
You know you can.
That's my son's college money.
Rodney... he needs that for his future, okay?
Come on.
[ keys clacking ] that's my girl.
Is the money still there in his account?
I'm sorry.
I just can't do this. It's just not...
Yes, you can. Here, let me see this.
Oh, no, I'm sorry. You can't touch my equipment. Let...
I'm the customer. You stop it. Ma'am, ma'am... stop it.
You do not touch my account. Please let go. Just stop, ma'am!
You let go!
Stop, ma'am. No, no! You stop!
Stand down, Marissa. No, you stand down!
Security! Security!
Calm down, everybody.
Nothin' to see here.
Oh, do not even think about it.
♪ I'm goin' to Memphis ♪
♪ where the beat is tough ♪
♪ Memphis ♪
♪ I can't get enough ♪
♪ oh, well, it makes you tremble ♪
♪ and it makes you weak ♪
♪ gets in your blood, that Memphis beat ♪
♪ oh, yeah ♪
[ blues music plays ]
Sync by n17t01 www.addic7ed.com
This is the last damn time I take lunch three hours late,
I can promise you that.
It's your favorite place, whitehead. Stop complaining.
Now I won't be hungry for dinner till around midnight,
And that's a guaranteed recipe for reflux.
I been seeing this shaman, and what I can tell about you,
'cause of all your anger, whitehead,
Is you got to stop eating such heavy meals.
The human body cannot only survive but thrive
On just two gallons of water a day.
It's an ancient Amachauca water diet.
I been doing it a week myself, and look at me...
I've never been happier and have been pissing clear all day long.
We don't need to hear about the color of your damn urine,
Sutton, okay?
And there ain't nothing wrong with the way I eat.
Dispatcher: All units, cover code 4-1-7.
Corner of Mosby and Manassas.
Unh-unh. Don't even think about it. No, no, no.
That's 4-1-7. That's "man with a gun." we got to go.
Five minutes, okay? Lateefah will make me a to-go platter.
Rather a man with a gun run rampant in a crowded city
Or eat your lunch, whitehead?
Well, I-I would like to...
Ah, damn it!
[ tires screech ]
Memphis police department. Who saw what happened here?
I did. Skinny white man in a tie goes knockin' on that door.
Old man answers the door with a gun.
Points it straight at him.
Marches his bony white ass right inside
And then slammed the door.
And I was like, "I know I just did not see that."
When did this happen?
About 15 minutes ago.
What's his name, the old man with the gun?
Keeps to himself, but he been here forever.
One time I heard him yell at the mailman.
Now, don't be talkin' tales like that about that old man.
He's a sweet old man.
[ gunshot ] ow!
Damn. That was close.
I'm gonna go talk to him.
Who? The old man.
Are you crazy? We just call s.W.A.T.
No time. Clock's ticking.
That hostage is in danger.
Cover me, whitehead.
Dwight!
You hardheaded son of a bitch!
You have no respect for my life!
I'm older than you, buckaroo!
I don't like to take chances! I already did that already!
What the hell?
[ knock on door ]
[ door unlocks, hinges creak ]
You lookin' to die today?
My name is Dwight Hendricks.
I'm a Detective with the Memphis police department.
Just wondering if I can ask you what all this is about.
You all know what it's about!
So don't start pretendin' that you don't!
Who do you got in there with you?
Damn well know who he is!
All right. Okay.
It's... it's gonna be all right.
I sure would be grateful
If you'd lower that gun just a notch.
Thank you.
What's your name, sir?
[ tires screech, police radio chatter ]
You better back the hell off!
You better back off now! [ guns cock ]
If not, this boy in here is gonna die!
I mean it! You hear me?!
I'll kill him! You back off!
Okay, I'll go talk to them.
Everything's gonna be fine. We're gonna work this out.
As long as you don't do anything reckless.
We understand each other?
Yeah.
We understand each other.
I'm gonna talk to them.
I know you.
Damn... It really is you.
You mind if I... can I come in?
We got to go in, too.
You don't know what you're talking about.
I know that there are moments that define a man's character.
And what Dwight just did... that's one.
And you and me sitting here,
Biding our time, fear ruling our...
[ clang! ] oh, I felt that. I felt that.
It was a car door, Sutton.
[ police radio chatter ]
Hudson: Rice! This is bullshit.
Hello, Hudson.
Hostage situation is our territory.
What's your rogue cop doing in here?
Rogue cop? Are you kidding me?
My Detective put himself at great personal risk
To defuse a volatile situation.
I trust his instincts.
Does he have extensive training in hostage crisis? No.
My squad and I will now devise an assault protocol
That we will carry out.
And we will keep you apprised.
He's your partner. You should've stopped him.
Look, white, this is a bad day.
It's a bad, bad day.
How come you know me?
That gun... put it down.
I know that you're Sebastian Lagrange,
One of the greatest Memphis session musicians of all time.
It's an honor to meet you. I'm a fan.
I got all those records...
Howlin' wolf, Bo Diddley, Elvis Presley.
When I was a kid, I'd pore over those liner notes,
Memorized all those old session pictures.
I can see that you're in some trouble here.
And I just want to help you out,
Make sure things don't get any worse.
I'm worried about this man in this kind of heat.
You mind if I give him some water?
Yeah, it's all right.
But I'm done pickin' beans.
I'm too old.
I ain't goin' nowhere with him.
What'd this man do to you,
Make you want to tie him up like this?
It's between me and him.
But he ain't goin' nowhere.
Please... I'm Jeffrey. I'm Jeffrey MC...
Shut up!
Put that tape back on his mouth.
You the devil, uh-huh. [ chuckles ]
You want to take me back... To Leadbelly's crib.
Sutton: None of the neighbors know his name,
And the database only lists the homeowner
As bluff city savings and loan.
No idea who this guy is.
[ cellphone rings ]
You all right in there?
Dwight?
Yeah.
H-hang on. Rice is here.
Dwight, you need to get the hell out of there.
S.W.A.T.'s here. Let them take it over.
[ water running ] no, you can't let s.W.A.T. In here.
This guy's Sebastian Lagrange.
He's a livin' legend, and he's an old man.
If s.W.A.T. Comes in here, they'll kill him.
Dwight, get your...
Listen to me.
He said "Leadbelly's crib."
Leadbelly... the... the blues musician
Spent some time in prison for murder in the 1930s at Angola.
Sebastian talks about growing beans,
Which is something they do there.
Seems to think he was at Angola prison farm.
Who is the hostage?
I'm not sure, but Sebastian seems to think he's here
To take him back to Angola.
Guy's not armed. Doesn't feel like a cop.
White male. First name "Jeffrey."
Last name begins capital "m," small "c."
5'9", 160. Light-brown hair, brown eyes.
We'll find out.
All right, and see if Sebastian has any family nearby,
Could come down, help soothe the...
[ knock on door ] Sebastian: Get out here!
You ain't done yet?
[ water shuts off, toilet flushes ]
We're live on channel 6 in orange mound.
Hero cop, crazed gunman...
Now three lives hanging in the balance.
Let's find out some more information.
Officer, what can you tell us?
I can tell you what danger smells like...
Fresh gunpowder in the air.
Let me, if I may,
Walk you through the last hour and a half,
From the inside perspective...
Must feel like you've done enough with your life,
Sebastian...
Having made all the legendary music you have.
Though, bein' a bluesman, probably ain't no time
For feeling satisfied.
You still got things left to say.
Ain't that right?
Yeah... I got more stories.
And you want to tell 'em.
Let me help you end this.
[ helicopter blades whirring ]
It's the police!
They gonna land on the roof, come in the windows!
Well, I ain't goin' with them! We all gonna die here!
Hey, hey! Sebastian! That's not a police helicopter!
Police choppers... they circle.
This one's just hovering there.
You hear it?
Just calm down, please.
It's just a news chopper.
All right? Let me show you.
That's my house.
All them people lookin' on.
Lot of folks in your corner
Wanting to see this thing end nice and peaceful.
A-any other stations?
We're fortunate that our man on the inside
Is my close friend Detective Dwight Hendricks.
Let me give you some background on the man.
Memphis 1972.
Dwight was born... excuse me, officer.
You have a woman in plain clothes
Just arrived here at your command post.
What can you tell me about her?
Probably just an FBI profiler
Arrived here to analyze their stats.
That's Shirley.
You know her?
That's my daughter.
My dad, he's, uh...
He's holding someone at gunpoint?
Yes, ma'am, and we were hoping that you would talk to him.
I...
I-I don't know.
I-I-I'm sorry,
But we haven't seen each other in 12 years.
Haven't even spoken, not a word.
I wouldn't want to upset him even more.
[ cellphone rings ] uh, excuse me.
Hey.
Dwight: What do you got?
I I.D.'d your hostage... Jeffrey McManus.
Man ain't got nothing to do with Angola.
He's a process server, Dwight.
Sebastian is being evicted.
[ water running ] all right.
So he comes to the door, Sebastian sees the papers,
Thinks he's a cop trying to take him back to Angola.
Yeah, but the thing is,
Sebastian Lagrange has never served time in prison.
He's delusional.
Which is why you cannot get inside his head, Dwight.
Got to try.
[ piano plays softly ]
[ dialing ]
[ cellphone rings ] what?
Hey, I found a number stamped on the back of a family picture.
It's a five-digit number.
I'm thinking maybe it's a prison I.D. Number or something.
Run it. It's 24601.
I need you to run 24601... combined penal database.
[ keys clacking ]
[ piano continues playing ]
Sutton: Got it.
Uh, we got it.
Leroy hitch. Convicted of murder in 1963, age 19.
Victim was Emily Darlene Clay,
Age 18, Caucasian.
Leroy hitch was sentenced to life, no parole.
Escaped six years later... From Angola prison farm.
He's African-American, 5'10", 180.
That's him. [ Sebastian clears throat ]
Listen, Dwight. Take him down.
How come you keep goin' into the bathroom?
I'm, uh... I'm on a water diet.
Shaman prescribed it.
That's the craziest crap I ever heard.
Who's Leroy hitch?
There's an escaped murderer in my father's house?
Leroy hitch is your father.
What?
No.
Rice: Hell no! You will not be put with my man still inside! Use
Acting rashly could get him killed, Hudson.
What'll get him killed
Is an escaped murderer with a loaded firearm.
You got 45 minutes.
Tear gas?
It's not gonna come to that. Don't worry.
My father is not a murderer.
This is some horrible mistake. Some kind of mistaken identity.
This is crazy. My mother would never have loved someone...
She might not have known.
Oh, my God.
That's why he couldn't come to my wedding.
That's the reason we stopped talking 12 years ago.
Where was the ceremony?
New Orleans.
He couldn't go back to Louisiana.
So, we're here 'cause you don't think
You deserve to serve that sentence at Angola.
That right, Leroy?
They'll cut you a break 'cause you're older.
You'll do a few years.
And die at the farm.
No.
I didn't do no crime.
It's plain and simple.
So tell me what happened.
I-it was Christmas eve.
I had a present for Emily.
I wrote her a song.
Couldn't afford to buy her nothin'.
Emily your girlfriend?
White girl.
Must've been...
Controversial in a place like Arden.
We fell in love.
And nobody knew about it, except her sister.
We would talk...
About goin' to Chicago, you know...
Where we could be free.
So, how's this get pinned on you?
It was Christmas eve.
And I snuck...
In the back door...
Of Emily's house.
I was the one...
Who found her.
They gave me life... In Angola.
I filled out my appeals in pencil.
They wouldn't give me no lawyer.
They was all turned down.
So, what could I do?
After I escaped...
I came here.
I played my music, went to church,
And didn't cause nobody no trouble.
And then...
This man.
He come knockin' at my front door
And wants to take me back to Angola.
Wouldn't even let me die in peace.
He ain't from Angola.
He was here with eviction papers.
You don't know that!
I...
Would never...Hurt her.
Ever.
Leroy, that song you wrote for Emily.
You remember it?
[ piano plays mid-tempo ]
Hitch: ♪ I spend my days ♪
♪ outside your window ♪
♪ I call your name ♪
♪ in the Southern breeze ♪
♪ I dream of you ♪
♪ with tears on my pillow ♪
♪ I'm askin' you, baby ♪
♪ baby, please ♪
♪ steal away with me ♪
♪ your little hand in mine ♪
♪ come away with me ♪
♪ there's hope at the borderline ♪
[ police radio chatter ]
♪ growing old ♪
♪ and happy ♪
♪ together ♪
♪ that's the dream ♪
♪ that is binding me ♪
♪ steal away with me ♪
♪ there's hope at the borderline ♪
♪ there's hope ♪
♪ at the borderline ♪
[ song ends ]
Hitch...
The man who wrote that beautiful song
Did not kill the woman he wrote it for.
No, I did not.
Let's end this.
Just put the gun down, let the man go,
And I'll make sure you're treated fair.
That's a promise, Leroy.
They ain't gonna believe I'm innocent.
I'll go and prove it. It's my line of work.
[ water running ] the only way I'm getting him out of this house peaceful
Is if he thinks he ain't going back to Angola.
I need you to send whitehead to Louisiana,
Look into this case.
If there's anything, any Ray of hope,
I can get him to walk out of here.
Did he shoot you in the heart, Hendricks?
'cause you're definitely bleeding.
Detective white, get your car keys.
Sutton! Go with him to Louisiana.
And don't let him be texting while he driving.
Sure thing. Wait a minute!
I was supposed to stay on my diet for four extra days
To clear out all the toxins.
But you can't go on a road trip without snacks.
Pit stop at circle k! What-what!
Emily Clay case box. 1958.
Thank you, chief.
I just need to look into some loose ends here.
Why? 'cause we're a redneck outfit who framed an innocent black man?
No, because my partner's being held at gunpoint
By a man who thinks he's being framed for this crime.
There's no fingerprint results from the murder weapon.
They never ran the knife for prints.
Sutton: Maybe they thought they had their guy in hitch
And didn't bother... no offense.
Uh...
I'll run 'em.
It's worth a try.
[ police radio chatter ]
Detective white.
I just got the fingerprint results.
But you're not gonna like it.
One set of latents on the knife. Leroy hitch.
His alone.
Okay.
Murder weapon has your fingerprints on it, why? You said you were innocent.
Don't know.
You sit down!
You sit down. I'm trying to help you out here, damn it.
Now stop lying to me.
Why are your prints on the damn knife?
I don't know. It was all a blur.
You remember that song like yesterday.
How come this a blur?
I-I-I-n my mind, I-it all got mixed up.
Them damn cops... they had me in a box for 29 hours!
No food! No water! Noleep!
T-t-t-they... they painted pictures,
A-and they described like... like how I did the murder.
T-t-they went on and on and on!
And then...
I could see it.
And then they let me have some sleep.
When I woke up, it... it... it was like a-a dream.
And I said, "I didn't kill nobody."
They said, "oh, no. Y-you done confessed, Leroy."
Like you said...
Why would I write a song for Emily
And then kill her?
Sure, you loved her.
But you could have written that thing right here, right now,
And I know that. No!
'cause I played it for her baby sister the day before.
I wanted to see if it was good enough.
You go ask her.
Please.
You go ask her.
Okay.
I will. I promise.
[ helicopter blades whirring ]
Now, let's just...
[ gunshot ]
I didn't mean to shoot. It just went off.
Sorry, sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm gonna call my lieutenant, let her know we're okay.
We're coming out.
On the ground! On the ground! On the ground!
Hitch: [ coughing ] don't move!
Take it easy.
It was an accident. Don't hurt him.
[ coughing ]
We have the suspect in custody.
[ indistinct conversations ]
[ applause ]
You get yourself some sleep,
Or you up all night writing your movie pitch?
Sorry I couldn't help your guy down in Louisiana.
I know he means something to you.
Where is he, whitehead?
Hey.
Where's hitch? He ain't downstairs in the holding cells.
Louisiana wanted him back.
They asked us to waive jurisdiction
On everything that happened last night.
I had to send him back.
Shirley spent the morning with him downstairs,
Mending fences.
It's a silver lining of some sort.
The man did the crime.
He got 48 years of freedom he was not entitled to.
That ain't necessarily true.
And I promised him I'd look into it.
Dwight...
You need to grow a thicker skin, or this job's gonna kill you.
Do you know the heart-attack rate at MPD?
Ulcers?
All right.
Put me down for a couple of personal days.
I hate Louisiana. I hate the humidity.
But ocasionally you are onto something, Detective.
Glad you're here lieutenant.
[ indistinct conversations ]
[ sighs ]
Memphis p.D. [ clicks tongue ]
Y'all been watching too many cold-case programs.
Well, we sure do appreciate your indulgence, chief.
I mu say that I don't think I could have handled it
Asiplomacally as you have.
Well, if it hadn't have been for you and your good graces,
M not so sure we'd have found this box a second time.
M.E. Report says that there was a struggle.
Head-and-neck wounds.
And then Emily was stabbed six times in the chest.
Yeah, with a, ... 1954 wenger swiss army knife.
Sold at every army/nav.
So that don't help.
What is that? A snow globe?
That's beautiful.
A crack in the crystal. Why's this in the box?
Murderer brought that to the house that night.
Emily had a snow-globe collection,
But, uh, family verified it wasn't one of hers.
Leroy said he brought it with him.
Mnh-mnh.
No, snow globe wasn't his present.
Leroy didn't have money for a gift.
Worked up a song for her instead.
Keep the box handy. We'll be back.
Thank you, chief.
Finally, you caught Leroy after all these years.
Ooh, it makes me want to shiver a bit.
Now he'll finally pay for what he did to my sister.
Miranda, that's also why we are down here.
During Leroy's capture,
We learned some about your sister's case,
Thought we'd take a second look.
I don't understand.
Well, Leroy told me about a song he had written for Emily.
Said he played it for you first.
Was a very romantic song.
Now, when you were with him, did Leroy talk about
Also giving Emily a snow globe for Christmas?
Oh, no. Made a point of having no money for such things.
So, who else might've come by you-all's house
With a snow globe that night?
I-I don't know.
[ indistinct conversations ]
Did you ever tell anybody else
About your sister's involvement with Leroy?
Um...I-I don't think so. I don't remember.
Oh, but the snow globe...
Brian Talmadge.
He was Emily's boyfriend before Leroy.
He knew that she liked snow globes.
But, um, no, he... he wasn't around that night.
Did this Brian know about Leroy?
No.
You see, um, they broke up when Brian went off to college.
He never forgave himself.
He... he said if he'd have known
That Emily was at such risk datin' Leroy,
He would have rushed right back home,
Talked some sense into her.
Not my sentiments, ma'am.
So this Brian still had a thing for Emily
After they broke up.
Well, he's just a protective gentleman type, generally.
This guy wasn't in the case box.
Does he still live around here?
Does he ever. [ chuckles ]
Prominent family. Been here for generations.
In fact...
He's our mayor.
So, how can I be...
We wanted to talk
About the murder of Emily Clay.
[ sighs ]
Well...
Most devastating moment of my life...
Getting the news that Christmas eve.
But I'm curious.
After all these years later, why is this a police matter...
A Memphis police matter?
The man convicted of murdering her...
Leroy hitch.
He escaped in 1965 from Angola... I'm aware of that.
And was arrested last night in Memphis.
He's being sent back to Louisiana, back to Angola.
Well, that is indeed good news. Finally some closure.
Or not. Hitch might be innocent.
He tell you that?
Persecuted because of his race?
You saying that didn't happen 50 years ago in the South?
I'm saying that it did happen,
Which is why I volunteered in '61
To help the freedom riders
And, in '62, to help register black voters...
But even I got to tell you guys something.
That jury of his peers that convicted Leroy hitch...
They got it right.
I'm sorry.
Could you excuse me just a minute here?
[ spits ]
Sorry.
What could I say?
Chewing tobacco... lifelong habit.
So, Emily was your girlfriend throughout High School?
Grade school and junior high, too.
Tell us about her.
[ sighs ]
Well, it's kind of hard to put into words.
Yeah? 'cause Leroy hitch did.
He actually wrote a song about her.
Lovely words, heartfelt.
That's what was so tragic about the whole thing.
We all knew Leroy. He worked on all our cars.
We all thought that he was such a sweet and talented guy.
I-I mean, I went away to college,
And I heard that he and Emily were dating.
I didn't have any problem with it.
I kept telling her so.
But that, of course,
Was before we knew what he was really capable of.
I've got a city-council meeting. Is there anything else?
Where were you that night Emily was murdered?
I was up at college.
I got home the next morning. My parents waited up for me.
That it?
Thank you.
My pleasure, Detective. Lieutenant.
Lt. Rice. Oh, pardon me.
Did you tell me that when y'all came in?
I sure did.
My apologies, lieutenant.
Please do not put me on hold.
No, I know that I sent the paperwork in.
And if y'all missed it,
And because of that my husband was allowed to steal from me,
It's your fault and you will have to make it right.
Marissa, do not put me on...
[ sighs ] damn it.
[ beeps ] damn it!
Havin' bank troubles? I...
Dwight. Don't.
Got an accountant, an accountant... stop it.
Stop it.
I'm fine.
Meddlin'.
Incorrigible.
Your ex-wife clock you on that?
You know she did.
Are y'all still...
I know somebody. Girl at my church.
She will make you crazy, and you'll love every minute of it.
Here, take her number.
How about you take my accountant's number?
Okay, let's just work the case. Where to?
Miranda...
Hey, uh, we'd like you to clear somethin' up for us,
If you don't mind.
You said Brian told you he'd rush back from college
To talk your sister out of dating a black man.
Well, he just told us he liked Leroy,
Encouraged the idea of them being together.
What's the story?
We could ask you a lot of questions,
But maybe you'd like to tell us something.
No.
Get it off your chest.
Well, um...
We never used to fight, me and Emily, not ever...
Except for that Christmas eve in '58.
So when Brian phoned...
I said, yeah, I would go and get her.
[ voice breaking ] but...
Then I said something out of spite...
I said, "Brian...
There's something I need to tell you."
"Emily's dating a black man."
Yes.
I said it another way, but I did say that.
It's my fault she's dead. I'm...
Brian probably yelled at her
And made her get into a fight with Leroy.
And then Leroy probably just snapped.
When Brian called for Emily that night,
Where'd he say he was calling from?
Oh, he was calling from, you know,
University of Arkansas in Fayetteville.
Case file says that he came home Christmas morning.
We need you to tell us your conversation with him
On the phone Christmas eve.
Every word you can remember.
Well, I remember telling him that it was raining
And there was a big storm.
And, um...
And then he laughed.
And h-he said, um...
"yeah, tell me about it. I'm an idiot.
"I left my car windows rolled down,
And everything got soaked."
Dwight: Sutton, I need the weather for Fayetteville, Arkansas,
December 23 and 24, 1958.
All right.
You thinking that Brian was in town that Christmas eve.
I'm doing more than thinking.
Yeah, this Brian comes into town Christmas eve,
Goes to see Emily.
Maybe he wants to get back together.
But, yeah, he was here in town that day.
His car gets soaking wet in the storm.
Later he calls to make sure Emily's home.
Her sister says she's datin' a black guy.
Brian goes nuts, comes over, they fight, he stabs her.
Wipes the knife clean.
Then hitch picks it up when he finds the body.
That's why his prints are on it.
[ cellphone rings ]
Hendricks.
Thank you, Sutton.
Not a single drop of rain in Fayetteville, Arkansas,
The entire month of December 1958.
Christmas eve, he's in town.
What we need is evidence, something concrete.
Head wounds.
Emily had head wounds.
Blunt object, right?
You think that's why it's cracked?
Well, they never dusted it for prints.
Same reason they didn't do the knife.
So certain they had the guy.
Maybe check the felt on the bottom
For chewing-tobacco residue.
Guy's a secreter, we get DNA.
This is what you want, I'll try it.
[ intro to "I shall not be moved" plays ]
Dwight: ♪ well, lordy, I shall not ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ I shall not ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ just like a tree growin' in the meadow ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
Hitch: ♪ I'm on my way to glory ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ I'm on my way to glory ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ I'm like a tree planted by the water ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
Together: ♪ I shall not ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ I shall not ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ just like a tree planted by the water ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ on this rock of ages ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ on this rock of ages ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ just like a tree planted by the water ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ glory hallelujah ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ glory hallelujah ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
♪ just like a tree planted by the water ♪
♪ I shall not be moved ♪
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